“ Tennis Court

@lee taemin [rw/rs] Sungjong blinked but soon chuckled quietly as he saw the embarassement written on Taemin's face. "Sure, I don't have anything else to do anyway." He said before crouching down and picking up the other balls that were around. "So..." He started, trying to think about something to say to make the othe other less embarrassed." ...oh that's right." He said and smiled. "How have you been since then? Kris told me that you two are together. You do suit each other." He smiled and got up after picking up the last ball.

@lee sungjong [rs/rw] He blinked, glancing up at the boy who handed him a ball. He took it, however his eyes focused completely on Sungjong. Taemin cocked his head to the side, not saying anything. He looked.. like a girl. Milky white skin, large eyes and pink plump lips. If it wasn't for his voice and the fact that he realised this other was his own 'rival' (it was more like those two idiotic friends claimed so), he would of thought he was a girl – although Taemin didn't really have the right to say so. "Ah.. Sunjongie.." he mumbled, blinking as he stared at him in amusement. He gulped, shaking his head and crouching down to pick up more balls. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, how stupid he must of looked when he had accidently hit himself with the ball. "Are you going to help me?" he asked, however it sounded more like a commandment. Since when had Sungjong started working here?.. He bit his bottom lip, also remembering the time they first met. At a beauty pageant. A cross dressing one in fact.

@lee taemin [rw/rs] Sungjong and stretched his body as he was finally out of work. He's been doing the night shift for a few days now and he was more than happy that it was done. He liked talking a walk to the tennis court once in a while, it was fun to see all those people who though they're the best and could beat anyone when they can barely hit the ball back to the other side of the court. However, today it was a client that Sungjong found amusing but a worker who looked pretty frustrated and hit himself with a ball. Sungjong chuckled and decided to go help the boy. "What did you do to this ball? She doesn't seem to like you" He said jokingly and picked up another ball. "Here" He said, handing it to the boy. "Oh! I know you!" He said and moved closer, looking at the other's face carefully. Yes, he knew the boy. They met during one of the most humiliating moment of his life. "Lee Taemin?"

@lee taemin [rw/rs] (I wanted to reply now but I guess my brain stops working at 3AM OTL I'll make sure to reply tomorrow, or more like later today OTL Sorry~!!! ><)

@lee sungjong [rs/rw] Fortunately for Taemin, it wasn't raining like it was for the past few days. As much as he loved cold, wet weather he hated things like mud. Lately, he had been skipping and slacking off at work. Mostly because his mind had been occupied by something else and he hasn't been able to concentrate so he decided not to go at all – which resulted in him having to clean the tennis caught left messy by the previous guest who were using it. Even though it wasn't raining, the sky was still gloomy and it matched his irritated mood – which irritated him even more.

"Ugh, seriously!" he shouted, throwing a ball onto the ground which bounced right off and hit him on the forehead. He groaned, holding his head with his palm in pain. Taemin was never one to vent his anger out, it was only those rare moments when he had already been too stressed and then more stress had to be added on. He kneeled down, picking up the balls again while cursing to himself. "I'll show that guy, seriously when I get my hands on him," he blabbered on and on quietly to himself whilst he picked up the balls.